Saturday, October 11, 2014

The Maiden Voyage of the Minnow or Adventures on the High Seas

 Yesterday, we took our little boat out for the first time.  We bought it last year at a garage sale, but it's taken DH all this time to get the motor running, get a trailer, license it and put the tabs on.  You can see, it is only 9 feet long, so I started calling it the Minnow.
 We launched it by Boeing Field at the south end of Lake Washington.  With the motor running full out, we might go 8mph.  First we trolled for cutthroat.  I was enjoying myself so much.  It was a warm day, though a bit overcast.  The scenery was spectacular.
 The company was the best.
 When we got to our destination, we changed to fishing for perch.  Terry calls this my Barbie Doll rod.  I caught the first fish.
And the second. 
He caught one.
And I caught two more.
 This is the VMAC, or The Seahawks Training Facility.  We had heard this was a good spot for perch.
 My first catch.  All the fish were thrown back.  We didn't get any of size.  And, the wind kept blowing us off our hole.  We decided to head back and troll for cutthroat on the way.  Well, the lake had gotten quite choppy and we started taking on water.  I had to skooch back almost into Terry's lap to keep the water from coming over the bow.  Pretty soon, Terry informed me the water was up to his ankles.  I was too busy hanging on to notice.
 At this point, we ran out of gas.  Sigh.  Fortunately, Terry had brought along the electric trolling motor, which he hooked up.  We made it to the launch site going about 3mph.
I was soaked from head to feet.
It was a delightful day.  I had so much fun.  But, we had to face reality and admit that the Minnow is not enough boat for us.  We need something bigger.  (One with room for a porta potty would be good)
A bigger gas can would help, but there is not much room for one.
Oh, well.  At least now I know I love the adventure of fishing.  I don't care if I catch anything.  It was just too much fun.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Finally, an Answer

Sorry, I've been gone again, sick again.  It culminated with another trip to the ER, which I am not going to tell you about.  However, this was the third in three years.  I think I have spent close to $45,000 out of pocket in these three years, trying to get an answer to what is wrong with me.  Glory Be, I got a great doc in the ER who said "I think this could be Thyroid related".  I've been taking a low dose of thyroid med for three years, but have never felt better for it.  So, this episode prompted my doctor to run a full panel of thyroid related tests, and sure enough, I have Hashimoto's Thyroiditis.  It's more than low thyroid.  My body has developed antibodies that are attacking the thyroid and killing it.  The thyroid is essential to all the body's systems, and I have been deteriorating for years.  I got so tired of the rolled eyes and the band aids.
So, I put a word out on Facebook asking for support, and a friend from Nooksack wrote and recommended a Naturalistic Doctor who specializes in thyroids.  Wow, I met with her for an entire hour!  I will start on Selenium and Iodine as soon as my supplements arrive in the mail.  I am being tested for food sensitivities, a test that is much more in depth than the testing the allergist did two years ago.  The doctor works like a detective and has requested all of my past blood tests and medication records.  Once she has all of that together, she will have a plan for me.  The best part of our conversation was when she said "You should not have to feel like this, Linda.  I will help you."
So now, my patience is wearing thin.  I want to be better NOW.  But, I have to wait for all of the tests to come in, and then the plan.  I'm pretty sure a Gluten Free diet will be part of it, so there's a new journey.
I just hope I have my plan before I leave for vacation the end of this month.  We will be spending a week at Pacific Shores on Nanoose Bay on Vancouver Island in British Columbia, Canada.  So looking forward to it.  I
am hoping the Sellenium will help my energy levels.  The doctor said I will feel profoundly better after starting that.  I plan to do a lot of hiking.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Do The Puyallup

 Thursday was a chaotic day, and our plans for spending part of it at the Puyallup Fair went a bit haywire.

First of all Terry got a chance to go fishing, and what man would turn that down?
Secondly, but not less important, the electrician came out and wired my studio!!!  Bliss.  I can hardly wait to get my shelves and counter built.  I'm not going to put drywall in, I'm going to cover the walls with quilts and burlap.  Lots of work ahead for me there.

Then, traffic was horrible getting to the fair, but that is to be expected.  We barely had time to grab something to eat before getting to the concert, where we saw Grassroots, the Buckinghams and Herman's Hermits.

Peter Noone is quite the entertainer.  He is so funny!  And his voice is the same as it was "20 years ago" as he puts it.  Hmmmm, more like 40 plus.  He says his mum is Elton John and his
Dad is Mick Jagger.  He did a wonderful impersonation of Mick, but the best one was when he sang Ring of Fire by Johnny Cash.  Right on.  Then of course, he performed all of the songs Herman's Hermits did.  Everyone sang along.  I was amazed that I remembered the words to every song.  Tells you how we sang them all over and over and over again in our youth.
I woke up Friday morning singing "woke up this mornin' feeling fine, felt something special on my mind, , , , ,"

Last year, someone had the brilliant idea of changing the name of the Puyallup Fair to The Washington State Fair.  I don't know why.  Could it be that Puyallup is too hard to pronounce? 
Let me give you a lesson.  Using your phonics skills, sound this out:
I miss the commercials.  The fair runs for three weeks every September, and these ads have been with me my entire life.  You no longer hear them, and it is sad.
Go to this Youtube video to see the add.  You can tell how long it's been used.

                                                                            The Puyallup

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Fiberfabrications is BACK

Well, I must be feeling better, because I have decided to get this blog going again.
You know, I've been sick for so long.
I started blaming the meds I was on since the doctors kept telling me they didn't know what was wrong with me.
Fatique, balance issues, sleeplessness, depression and anxiety, burning mouth and tongue, memory issues, edema, vision issues, etc, etc, etc.
WELL, I finally found a doctor who listened to me and I was diagnosed with a critical Vitamin B12 deficiency.  I cried when I heard that, both because I was relieved to finally know what was causing my symptoms, and in anger that all of the other doctors, specialists, emergency room staff, had never done a simple blood test to determine this.
So, I have been getting injections for 6 weeks.  I still don't feel a difference, and that might take months, but now I know I can give myself a break when I am feeling tired.  I really have a reason.

Today is a great day.  I am having my studio wired for power and will finally be able to build shelves and a counter top to work at.  Then I can start organizing and putting things away.  It has basically been just a storage unit with a small space for me to sew.

I have told this story before in my blog, but this is the updated version, and I copied what I have posted to Facebook.
I received this book in the mail today, and those of you who knew Alan will see that his picture is featured on the cover. Alan taught me that you can't change the world, but you can make a difference, one person at a time. This is the story about a janitor in the building Alan worked in. He was a grumpy old sod, and Alan took that as a challenge. He vowed to make him his friend. Many of you are familiar with Alan's famous Christmas cookie plates. He presented one to Earl, the janitor, one year, and Earl was blown away. No one had ever been so nice to him. There ensued a friendship that lasted many years. Earl was fired from his job at the Terminal Sales Building for being too cranky. Alan and his office manager, Marsha
Traverso Shaw, found him a new job at the Smith Tower. Earl died in December of 1996 and Alan was named as his Executor in his Will. According to the Will, the majority of his estate, which at that time was $335,000, was to go to the West Seattle Food Bank. Earl led a very difficult life, spending many years at the Luther Burbank School for bad boys on Mercer Island in his youth. After that, he always lived with his mother and had menial jobs. We can only guess that he wanted to help those more unfortunate than himself.
Alan received some money, also, but it was the work he and I did in implementing this gift and working with the volunteers from the food bank that was the most rewarding.
Earl's story is just one of many in the history of this food bank, but it certainly turned the tide for them. They were in shock to receive such a huge gift. The book tells the rest of the story.
And, later this afternoon, my new DH and I will be attending the Washington State Fair, better known as the Puyallup.  We will be seeing Herman's Hermits, The Buckinghams, and the Grassroots.  It's going to be a FAB night!!!

Monday, May 26, 2014

Got the Point?

 I haven't been writing here much in the past few weeks because I feel really awful, going through withdrawal from an anti-depressant that I took for years.  April and May are pretty much shot for me, with fatique, brain fog, disequilibrium and nausea.  Add to that edema.  Really, it has been hell.  I'm surprised that my spirits have stayed as good as they have, but I do know there is life at the end of this ordeal.  Sad part is, I figured out I need to come off another one.  The two together have had terrible impacts on my health, and I'm looking forward to a clean slate.
In the meantime I have been seeing an acupuncturist, which has been a wonderful experience.  Those needles do miraculous things, and I don't know where I'd be without the help of my practitioner.

As you can see from the pictures above, I have not been idle.  I am really tough on my toys, and blew out my Singer sewing machine, again.  See, in the past, I could not afford a nice fancy sewing machine, so I would buy a Singer or Brother from Joann at half price sales.  Then, sew the daylights out of it.  They usually lasted 3 years for me.
Terry had this Singer from 1958 in his man cave.  It needed a new cord is all.  I oiled it and threaded it up, and OMG.  I've forgotten what it was like to sew on a quality machine!!!!  Now I am going like crazy.  I'm working on the quilt, shown above, for my niece Erin, who gets married on July 26th.  Last summer while we were all on vacation, I took Erin to the Stitchin' Post in Sisters, Or., and had her pick out a pattern and fabric.  Well, once I got home and took a good look at the pattern (I had to buy the book!), I realized there was no way I had the patience to make it.  So, I decided to do a simple disappearing nine patch.  It's easy, and looks like you have spent intense time and effort on it.  I know she will love it.   I've also started on a pillow top and a wall hanging for US.  I'm really excited and can spend hours working up new projects.
That and the yard have kept me busy and prevented me from obsessing about how awful I feel.  But, I feel great today, and I see a new horizon.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

My, What a busy week!!!

 Let's start with the Burien Market.  It was 25 degrees cooler this week than the week before, which made people more inclined to buy warm hats, but it also kept many people home.  I'm the eternal optimist and took off to the market without a coat.  
By 1pm I had to call Terry to have him bring me one with the walls of my tent.  EVERYTHING got wet, and once we got home at the end of the day, I had to set up my displays in the living room to dry out overnight.  I had another show on Saturday.
Despite the rain, folks were in great spirits.
 Two Scoops, a blues duet, showed up and entertained us for hours.  I just love their tip jar, shown above.
And look at those smiles.  You can tell they love what they are doing.
 And here is Tami Sioux.  What a kick in the butt.  I first met this woman while shopping at the market last year.  My kids had given me one of her pieces for Christmas the year before.  I bought another.  And, I'm sure I will continue to do so.  Another, and another, and another.
 We visited each others' booths constantly, and along with Alice who sells plants, we decided we had a good  basis for friendship and networking..
 Below is Jill Griffin, who does incredible jewelry at reasonable prices.  She is a really nice person, of course, and I spent a bit of time with her.  You see, my problem at these affaires is that I tend to spend as much as I make, but gee, I wouldn't have come to look otherwise, and wouldn't have the money to spend, right?
 As usual, the flowers were aplenty.  I made a trade with one of the farmers, and will be getting fresh flowers every week for quite some time.

Friday was supposed to be rest and relaxation.  I am detoxing from a powerful med that I have taken for years and it is having a huge impact on me.  I am exhausted beyond anything I have ever experienced.  It is painful and emotional.  But, due to the wet market, and having to readjust my plans, I had a pretty busy day.  The bonus was that a friend of mine whom I met at the Bellingham market gave me a call that night.  I had been trying to reach her ever since I washed my phone and lost all my info.  So there she was, and I was in desperate need of a massage!  Oh, that's how we met.  When I vended inside at the market, I was always next to a group of masseuses who became my friends and practitioners.  Susan is also living in Seattle now.  Isn't that great?!

So on to the Tukwila Backyard Wildlife Festival.  What a wonderful, funfilled day.  They do such a fantastic job putting on this event, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself, despite having only gotten 4 hours of sleep.

Right next to me was the
Tukwila Rotary, who, as you can see, were having a marvelous time selling native plants.
They are also the ones with the sense of humor to put leg warmers on the flamingos.

I really want that flying pig in the upper left corner, but I had to settle for the flying wrench, even though sales were good.
This is Gary Golightly, The Bubbleman.  He had both children and adults howling with laughter.

This little pollinator kept me in stitches all day.  Her main stage was right across from me, and she knows how to flaunt it.  Terry says she has been at this festival for years.  She also does a dragon fly on stilts and a butterfly.  I liked the bumble bee the best.

So another good day of sales which makes for a deposit into the vacation fund.  Pretty good, making money while having fun.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Bloody Mary is the One I Love!

I love a good Bloody Mary.  I like to think I am being healthy drinking them, with all those vegetables.  MMMMmmm.
This particular drink was served to me at the Pine Tavern in Bend, Oregon three years ago.  It's like a salad in a glass, but, unfortunately, the drink itself was not that terrific.

When Terry picked me up at the airport after my recent trip to Colorado and Wyoming, he took me to dinner at a sweet Italian restaurant, Verrazano's.  Besides having incredible Italian food, I had the best Bloody Mary I had ever had before.  So, I decided to try creating my own mix.  After several attempts, I have developed what suits my taste buds.  I am going to share it with you, but be aware that I like things hot and spicy.

Linda's Warm and Spicy
Bloody Mary Mix

Start with 46 ounces of either tomatoe juice, vegetable juice or, as I prefer, Spicy V8.
The juice of 1 & 1/2 lemons
3 T brown sugar
3 T A-1 Steak Sauce
1T Tabasco
1 T Worchestershire Sauce
1 +/- T fresh grated horseradish
1 T celery salt.

Keep this in the refrigerator at least 24 hours before using.